Andy took it pretty well since it was a beautiful island and he didn't think that it would be too hard to survive. After a week or two John began to g...t pretty horny. He wasn't too used to not being able to jerk off or have sex and that's when it all began. John began to stare at and check out Andy any time he saw him, when Andy would bend over to get a crab or clam or something John would just imagine fucking his ass."What am I doing?! I have a girlfriend back home" He thought to. I think there must have been at least f******n of them and the restaurant had been rearranged so that there was one large table for them and just one small table near the window where Ken and I were placed. During the meal I sat with my back to the group and got a bit annoyed with Ken when he kept on chipping into the loud conversations going on behind me. I think he used to be into rugby quite a lot in his younger days. We eventually finished our meal but I really hadn’t enjoyed it because of. I must have looked puzzled because he grinned.“To clean yourself up,” he added, nodding at the mess on my belly.I raised myself unsteadily onto my elbows and surveyed the scene of the crime. It was indeed a mess; my belly, pubic hair and inner thighs glistened with a combination of my churned juices and Harry’s semen.My hands were still shaking as I began to mop up the slimy goo while Harry pulled his underpants and trousers back up, hiding the long but now flaccid appendage that had so. Tom was blowing and licking on her clit and her pussy lips and really working all around and just inside her. He would slowly lick up one side and then the other, then right up her moist slit. And as I think my wife enjoys, and can't help moaning a little, Tom paid just the right amount of attention to her clit and swapped between soft gentle kisses and licks to more firm flicks of the tongue. She was getting really wet and Tom had added a finger and continued his oral workout. Then he grabbed.